Today I had to pick up the boys from school because Kim was staying late at the university to meet with her writing group.
I was, as is typical these days, running a bit behind schedule and feeling really stressed out about it.
In rushing Casey out the doors of his pre-school I told him we had to hurry or we’d be late to get brother.
He asked “why?”
I replied, “Because it’s the story of my life.”
His response was so brilliant. He grabbed my hand and looked up at me. “Then Mom, let’s change the story of your life.”